Monday, October 3, 2011

the world's perfect...and elephants fly




I dreamed of a place
where elephants could fly
with wings of grace,
they would soar right by…

I dreamed of a place
where carousel spins
24 eight
And the mirrors make you
love yourself
instead of hate

I dreamed of a place
Where there was no poor
And the only kind of fight
Was a tight rope war

I dreamed of a place
where Cancer was
just a star
And all children
were loved
instead of being scarred.

Yes, I dreamed of a place
where elephants fly
with wings of grace,
they would soar right by…

**this is a Magpie tale hosted by Tess over at Willow Manor.  Go check out this week's prompt or head on over to read plenty of terrific Magpie Tales...
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18 comments:

  1. Brian MillerOctober 3, 2011 at 10:45 PM

    hot caty...and that dream, i hope becomes a reality...some really great lines in here...my fav stanza...

    I dreamed of a place
    where carousel spins
    24 eight
    And the mirrors make you
    love yourself
    instead of hate

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  2. Doctor FTSEOctober 4, 2011 at 2:07 AM

    If only, Caty. Very well expressed. Thank you.

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  3. Dave KingOctober 4, 2011 at 4:04 AM

    Echoes of The Pied Piper I thought I heard, but the music here is wholly modern, and the thought is one to which we all would say AMEN. Well done, indeed.

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  4. HelenOctober 4, 2011 at 11:33 AM

    I dream ... powerful words!!

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  5. LolamouseOctober 4, 2011 at 3:32 PM

    If only this place were real, it would be wonderful!

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  6. Kristen HaskellOctober 4, 2011 at 3:35 PM

    Dreams are powerful. Lovely poem.

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  7. MaggieOctober 4, 2011 at 5:47 PM

    How beautiful. Actually got me misty eyed.

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  8. TrellissimoOctober 5, 2011 at 2:23 AM

    We can but hope...

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  9. AnonymousOctober 5, 2011 at 2:50 AM

    A place I'd surely like to visit...and perhaps remain. Very nicely penned.

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  10. Isabel DoyleOctober 5, 2011 at 3:24 AM

    Fine dreaming indeed!

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  11. Chronicles of IllusionsOctober 6, 2011 at 4:00 AM

    I dream of that place every day

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  12. tinkwelbornOctober 6, 2011 at 12:56 PM

    Cool poem! very dreamy.
    if I may so borrow the term said by another, this poem is poetiopian. Improbable, probably; impossible; possibly; indubitable, doubtfully.
    Good run with this theme.
    thank you.

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  13. IntelliblogOctober 6, 2011 at 4:54 PM

    Beautiful take on this Magpie! I do believe the poor elephant in the polluted water is imagining wings to fly away to that magical place...

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  14. Jackie JordanOctober 7, 2011 at 9:26 PM

    Lovely poem, and I, too, dream of a place where there is no poor ...

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  15. Brian MillerOctober 8, 2011 at 3:44 PM

    just stepping in to say happy saturday! smiles

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  16. Monkey ManOctober 9, 2011 at 1:35 AM

    Beautiful dreams. Thought I left a comment earlier in the week. Been having Blogger problems lately. Better late than never.

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  17. Linda Bob Grifins Korbetis HallOctober 9, 2011 at 6:50 PM

    charming piece.

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  18. EllaFebruary 10, 2012 at 11:28 PM

    Wonderful, I enjoyed this journey~
    So dream like and filled with wonder and magic!

    I love these lines:

    I dreamed of a place
    Where there was no poor
    And the only kind of fight
    Was a tight rope war

    I dreamed of a place
    where Cancer was
    just a star
    And all children
    were loved
    instead of being scarred.

    I so wish this place existed! Beautiful~

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